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What Happens In Vegas...

summary: what happens in vegas stays in vegas right? sometimes it doesn’t… sometimes in nine months theres physical proof of what happened in vegas.

a/n: this is loooong, like looooong. and honestly i’ve never been a fan of the pregnancy trope but i saw this pregnancy journey on tiktok and it gave me a tad bit of baby fever. plus i just know jack would be the best dad.

Your eyes widened at the test in front of you, it was positive and at that point you wished it was for COVID but with your lack of blood from down there and the positive test you were sure you were pregnant and it was Jack Harlow’s baby.

TWO MONTHS BEFORE SOMEWHERE IN VEGAS…

It had to be already three in the morning and you and your two best friends were still going strong, somehow finding yourselves at a very exclusive after party. The three of you had been drinking all weekend and were due to go home the next day so yall were making the best out of the much needed getaway.

“God you’re so fine.” Jack, the dude you had been flirting with mumbled into your ear, the secluded booth keeping the two of you away from the rest of the crowded party.

“You’re so sweet.” You lazily giggled, “You are too.” You looked up at him through your eyelashes. It was true the guy in front of you had to be the finest guy you had seen in a while and it helped that he thought you were too.

The two of you had met an hour earlier, and you were absolutely trashed as you hadn’t stopped taking shots since you landed in the Vegas airport. It looked like he was on a good one as well, as he briefly mentioned eating a couple shrooms earlier.

“You wanna get out of here?” You purred, it was technically your last night in Vegas and you hadn’t even gotten laid so if you were gonna get something in now was your time. At this point you were ready for a quickie in the bathroom as un-classy as that was you were just insanely horny and needed to be broken off.

It surprised you after Jack nodded his head fast and grabbed your hand, taking you towards the elevator of the hotel the party was in, pressing the very last button that read suite. Your eyes widened but not for long before you practically pounced on him, wrapping your arms around his neck as best as you could due to the height difference between the two of you smashing your lips onto his not even bothering to detach them as the elevator opened and the two of you stumbled down the hallway.

It took Jack seconds to find the key card and open the door without wasting any time.

“Do you have a condom?” You mumbled into his mouth, making him shake his head. “Jack, you need a condom.”

“I got you baby I’ll pull out, you’re on the pill right?” He spoke back into your mouth, moving down to your neck as he hovered over you on the bed.

That would have been a red flag– that would have immediately turned you off if it was any other time but you were drunk and extremely horny and Jack had you drooling. You trusted him, plus he didn’t look like the guy to trap a woman.

You nodded, “Okay.”

You woke up the next day sore and hungover, your phone buzzing next to you. You looked over to your side seeing a man passed out next to you, the face you couldn’t quite recognize last night suddenly becoming a face you had seen a couple of times before that weekend. “Holy shit.” You whispered.

Jack… as in Jack Harlow? You had sex with Jack Harlow? What the fuck?

You quickly grabbed your things not wanting to have to deal with the sober rapper who was probably going to kick you out once his mind cleared. You slid back on your dress and heels hating that you looked like the human embodiment of the walk of shame.

“Hello?” You spoke into your phone as you walked out of the elevator, “No I’m going don’t worry… Yeah… Oh you’re gonna love this story.”

That night was the last time you talked to Jack, you weren’t hurt over him not even messaging you as you found out you both exchanged numbers the two of you were severely different people in two different worlds. It was fun and you mean a lot of fun but he was famous and you were still in school working to become a teacher.

It was just supposed to be a one night stand, but apparently what happens in Vegas does not stay in Vegas… It comes back to bite you in the ass.

6 WEEKS IN…

“You’re fucking pregnant with Jack Harlow’s baby?!”

Your eyes widened, “No need to freaking yell.”

Maya, one of your best friends, covered her mouth in disbelief, “Oh wow.”

“Oh wow indeed.” You frowned. “God what the fuck is wrong with me? I should have yelled at him to put on a condom.”

“To be fair if this was Drake for me I would have done the same thing, give Adonis a sibling.” Yasmin laughed, earning a shoulder bump from Maya. “Sorry Y/N… you know me I don’t know how to handle stuff like this.”

You shook your head, “It’s fine I’m just… really fucking confused. None of this was in my plan. When the doctor told me I was positive I almost fainted. I have one semester of college left and a job already lined up. I can’t have a baby.”

“And you’re gonna be a teacher? Damn double homicide.” Yasmin clicked her teeth.

“Bitch?” You gave her a look.

“Sorry! Sorry! I’m sure the baby will be really smart, with or without baby daddy’s money.” Yasmin shrugged.

“Speaking of baby daddy… Are you gonna even tell Jack? Can you even tell Jack?”

You looked down at your phone, “I have his number, I just don’t know. This is a baby and he doesn’t seem like the most reliable person. I don’t even know if he wants to be a dad.” You mentally slapped yourself, of course he doesn’t want to be a dad he’s 24… freshly 24.

You weren’t even sure if you wanted to be a mom, you were only 22. But when you were in that room, and when the doctor came in and told you congratulations you could feel yourself smile a bit.

It was only you, your dad had run out on you and your mother when you were only two and your mother passed away after bravely battling cancer when you were fifteen. You were left with your grandmother who was the last to go only a year ago. Your friends were your family now, so to have someone with you even when you were alone… it was comforting in a sense.

“I think you should at least let him know, and if he doesn’t want to be apart of the baby’s life the fuck him you have us and if you don’t think you’re ready you also have us. We will always be here for you Y/N.” Maya gave you a comforting squeeze.

“Always.” Yasmin nodded.

You gave your two best friends smiles, feeling the sensation of tears trailing down your cheeks. “I love you guys.”

“We love you more.”

—-

You paced in your room, the phone taunting you as it sat on your bed.

“Fuck it, what’s the worst that can happen? He says no I block his number and go on with life?” You held onto your flat stomach, this had become a thing– You talking to the prune sized baby in your stomach. You picked up the phone, “Here goes nothing.”

The phone rang for a long time, long enough for you to think he wouldn’t answer until right when you were about to hang up embarrassed for even trying; the phone picked up. “Hello?”

Your breath hitched, the words were suddenly stuck in your throat. “Hello?”

“Y/N?” Jack laughed, “Nice to know you remember me.”

You let out a nervous laugh, “Hah. Yeah I mean how could I forget you know.”

“What’s up? You in town?” You thought back to him when he was putting his phone number in your phone, in case you were ever in Atlanta or Louisville.

You shook your head even though you knew he couldn’t see you. “Uhm no I’m not… but I was just… Well I was… Can I come visit?” The words were spilling out and you couldn’t get them back in.

Jack hummed. “I’m in Louisville, you ever been out here?”

“No.”

“I’ll get you a ticket out here, I wanna see you as soon as I can.” You could hear the lust in his voice and as much as that was what got you in trouble you couldn’t help but feel a wanting for him.

“Oh that’s fine. I can get me a plane ticket, it’s cool.” You didn’t need to go home on a plane he paid for crying because he of course didn’t want this baby.

“Absolutely not, I wanna treat you like a princess while you’re out here and in order for me to do that you have to let me get you your carriage which is also first class on delta.” You could practically hear his cheeky grin.

“Okay.” You whispered.

“See you soon, pretty girl.”

You felt like you had to throw up as you touched down at the Louisville Airport and your practically weightless carry on felt extra heavy as your eyes wandered around for Jack. He told you he would meet you at your gate.

You frowned as you saw him, he was standing to the side in an all black sweatsuit, the hoodie up and a mask on. In his right hands was a bouquet of flowers. If you thought you had to throw up then you sure did now. You immediately bolted to the nearest trash can, letting out the cheez it’s you had eaten on the plane.

Jack immediately rushed over to you, his hand rubbing your back. “Oh baby, are you okay?”

This was all too much for you, you were not about to have a cute weekend with this man who was just going to regret ever even flying you out here. You needed to rip off the bandaid now while you still had the chance.

You looked around the gate that was luckily empty, only the two of you being left. “I need to tell you something.”

Jack looked confused, nodding.

“Um.. I don’t know how to say this but… Like I know you just wanted to have a cute weekend but um…” You sighed, “Jack I’m pregnant.”

You could feel your heart break as you watched Jack’s horrified face, like the worst thing that could have ever happened to him happened and in a way it did.

“I don’t expect anything Jack, I don’t. I just couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t at least try.”

“So you let me fly you out here and tell me the worst possible news you could ever tell me? What did you want me to say Y/N? I can’t be a fucking dad.” Jack’s words were like venom.

You were now feeling the effects of anger take over you as Jack’s words shot at you like needles. “Don’t act like this is all my fault Jack, you didn’t want to put on a fucking condom even when I told you! This is just as much yours as it is mine.”

Jack shook his head pacing, his hands going through his hair. “Fucccck Y/N. I can’t be a dad, I can’t. Not when I’m at this point in my life, I’m not fuckin’ ready.”

You nodded, “I just wanted to let you know. I’m not forcing you to do anything I just needed to tell you… for myself.”

You were about halfway to buying another plane ticket back home when you felt someone tug on you, you turned being faced with Jack who looked like he was on the verge of tears. “I can’t confess my love to you, I can’t promise to be faithful to you, I can’t promise that I’ll be by your side every hour of every day, and I certainly can’t promise that I’ll be a good dad but I’ll try. I don’t want that baby, our baby to be without a parent.”

You nodded, “We can do this if we work together, if we communicate.”

Jack nodded, “Okay.”

“Okay.”

16 WEEKS IN…

In the two months since you told Jack about the baby things have gone weirdly well, the co-parenting was doing good, well as good as still having a baby in your belly and your baby daddy flying in every other week to keep you company.

You lifted up your top, “My belly is getting bigger… look it’s high I just know I’m having a girl.”

Jack tilted his head from the couch in the apartment he had gotten for the both of you, it had three rooms, one for you, one for the baby, and one for him. “Is that what that means? I read that having a low belly means you’re having a boy and I don’t know it looks low to me.”

You shook your head laughing, “You just want a boy.”

“Hell yeah I want a baby boy, with my genes I just know he’s destined for greatness and you know he’ll be smart because of you.” Jack laughed.

“Asshole.”

Jack quickly put his hands over your stomach, “Don’t cuss in front of my baby.”

“Your baby is hungry, you know we tried your KFC meal and she did not like it. I was throwing up the rest of the day.” You grimaced.

“That was all you probably. I just know he liked the mac and cheese.” Jack scrolled through his phone.

You shook your head, “How’s Valerie or whatever her name is?”

Jack gave you a look, “Her name is Talia and you know that and I don’t know… I don’t think I’m feelin’ it anymore.”

You nodded, “Was it the baby?”

“Nah, it’s just now I can’t just think of me I gotta think of my child and if they’re gonna be a good fit. If you and her are gonna get along.” Jack explained.

“You know me Jack, no baby mama drama. I’m ready to pop out this baby and get back out there. I’m struggling here.” You whined.

“I’m ready for you to pop out that baby so we can find out if I’m having a son.” Jack stood up, rubbing your growing stomach. “I’m excited.”

It was so crazy how Jack had grown into his role so well, after a couple weeks he said he couldn’t sleep while you were away from him. He wanted to be near you just in case of anything so he got you and the baby the apartment you two were in. At first you thought he was crazy but these days you enjoy having him there, to talk to you, to go with you to doctor’s appointments, to have someone serve you ice cream late at night.

The nursery was yellow, it was decided by both of you since you wanted to be prepared when the baby came home but also still keep the gender a surprise until birth. Jack’s mom had flown out to help you set some of it up while Jack was away.

That was another thing, Jack’s family was insanely supportive. It was a shock to them especially since it was Jack, someone who swore off children until at earliest 30. Jack had told them a few weeks after he found out. He told them about you, about how you were going to be an elementary school teacher, how you were smart and beautiful, how you made him laugh, how even though the two of you weren’t together he knew that the two of you would be the best parents they could be. After hearing all that come from Jack they knew that all they could be was supportive and loving and that’s all they’ve been since then.

Jack’s friends were next and they were just as excited, especially one of Jack’s oldest friends Nemo who had kids of his own. Urban couldn’t wait to be an uncle and Clay Jack’s little brother couldn’t stop talking about babysitting. They all wanted to babysit.

In a span of weeks you had gone from only having two people in your life to dozens. Jack came with family, and that family automatically became yours.

20 WEEKS IN…

Jack carefully slid into your bed, right on the other side of your pregnancy pillow. “You okay mama? I hear you tossing and turning.”

You tossed again, facing Jack who looked tired from his red eye home. “The baby keeps kicking and as much as I love her letting me know she’s there I wish she would just go to sleep.”

Jack hummed, moving the long pillow from between the two of you scooting closer to you his hands finding your bare stomach to stroke your belly. “Hi baby it’s daddy. I need you to go to sleep okay? Mommy is tired and she needs some sleep, Daddy’s here… he’s gonna take care of you and Mommy so just sleep.”

You smiled as you could physically feel the pressure of the baby moving calm down, “I hate that you’re a Daddy’s girl.” You mumbled.

Jack let out a tired laugh, “M’not surprised.”

“We missed you.” You whispered.

Jack placed a small kiss to the back of your head, “Missed you both more. All I want to be is here with the two of you.”

Jack thought back to his weekend performing, how he had club appearances and how he had all these beautiful girls all over him telling him all the things they thought he would have wanted to hear but all he could think about was the picture you had sent him earlier on in the day of you at the park with your friends. Pregnancy looked so good on you, it had your skin glowing and your hair shiny. Compared to everyone here you were the prettiest girl in the world.

“I don’t want you to feel guilty for doing your job Jack, I know you still love it. I don’t want you to act like you don’t” You could feel your eyes getting heavy again.

Jack shook his head, “It’s not that Mama I love performing and making music. I just don’t feel the need to be partying and all that like I did before. I just wanna do my thing and come back to you.”

You were snoring by the time Jack could finish, he frowned.

30 WEEKS IN…

“Look at my niece!” Yasmin bent down to your stomach placing a kiss on it. “You better be a girl, I already bought pink clothes so if you’re a boy that’s just too bad.”

You scoffed, “You better not be threatening my child.”

Maya leaned in giving you a hug, “You look beautiful Y/N.”

“Don’t she huh.” Jack walked up from behind, placing a kiss on your cheek.

You smiled, so glad that you had your two best friends with you in Louisville for yours and Jack’s baby shower.

“She does and you better be telling her that everyday, along with how smart she is because who’s doing school like her while also pregnant?” Yasmine nodded. “No one! Queen shit only.”

“Okay, alright Yasmin. Trust me he’s always letting me know.” You laugh.

You and Jack watch as Yasmin and Maya walk into the baby shower, “She was really trying to press me huh? You talk bad about me to them?” Jack asked.

“No, she’s just overprotective… They both are. You know how I said they were all I had.” You smiled up at Jack, “Now I have three overprotective people in my life.”

Jack smiled, “Of course Mama you know I got you baby.”

“Since you got me, mind serving me a plate? I’m gonna go sit with your grandma. My feet hurt so bad.” You pouted.

Jack nodded, “I got you. Two of everything?”

“You know me so well.” You cheesed as he walked you over to his grandma. “Hi Grandma, I know…”

Jack loved how well you got along with his family, how they loved you just as much as he did. He packed your plate as his mother walked up to him. “That’s a big plate, you better be giving that to Y/N… I haven’t seen her eat all day.”

“Don’t worry Mom, this is for her.” Jack nodded, laughing. “I’m just glad she has an appetite these days… she can hardly hold anything down.”

“She had heartburn?”

Jack nodded.

“Oh yeah that baby is for sure gonna have some hair whether it’s yours or hers… It’s gonna come out with a full head of hair.” She smiled.

“You and her with these baby facts. She’s always texting me them, she’s convinced we’re having a girl because her stomach’s high.”

Maggie nodded, “It’s true. I was just talking with her about that.”

Jack laughed.

“So have you told her?” She leaned in.

Jack gave her a confused look, “Told her what?”

“Don’t be dumb Jack.”

Jack stood quiet for a second, before shaking his head. “No. I don’t think I am… We’re at a really good place right now and throwing this on her… I don’t wanna stress her out.”

“Telling the woman that you’re having a baby with that you’re in love with her, that you want to be with her will not stress her out. What if she feels the same way? She thinks that you’re still talking to girls you know. She told me.”

Jack looked down at the plate, “M’not talking to any girls.”

“Well tell her that.”

“Jack! I’m starving over here!” You yelled from across the yard.

Jack smiled at you, “I’m comin’!”

35 WEEKS IN…

“And this outfit is so cute, it needs to be the outfit we bring the baby home in.” You sat criss cross on the floor of the nursery with Jack packing the bag for the hospital, it would only be five more weeks until your due date and the nerves were kicking in.

“I like that one.” Jack nodded.

“Sooo there’s one conversation we haven’t had quite yet, well not fully at least.” You started making Jack feel a little nervous. “Baby names.”

“Oh… yeah baby names.” Jack hummed, “I have a few.”

“Okay shoot!”

“I like Benny for a boy, but just Benny not like Ben or Benjamin. I like Daisy for a girl, or like Love?”

“You’re lying.” You smiled as he brought up the last name, “I was just going to say Love for a girl.”

“Love Harlow… woah.” Jack spoke, and maybe for the first time since he first heard the baby’s heartbeat it hit him that he was going to be a father. “Y/N, I need to tell you something.”

You tilted your head, “You’re not pregnant are you?”

Jack laughed. “No, I’m not pregnant.”

“What is it then?”

Jack fiddled with his fingers, playing with the cloth of a bib before just saying it. “I’m in love with you. I’m falling in love with you.”

Your eyes widened, before softening. “Jack-”

“You don’t need to say anything back, I know what our agreement was. I just- I couldn’t go on without telling you. I haven’t spoken to any girls in months, you’re the only thing on my mind, the only person I want to talk to or talk about. Being away from you is the worst thing in the world and being with you and seeing you smile, heating you laugh somehow has become the highlight of my life.”

You smiled, the tears pricking at your eyes. “Can I speak now?” He nodded, letting you continue, “I’m gonna be honest I started falling in love with you the first night you got up to come lay down with me, hearing you talk to the baby, talk to me, how you quickly became so excited to be apart of my life… the life we’re creating. I wanted to tell you but I was scared, I already took one part of your life away, I didn’t want to take another.”

Jack shook his head, “No baby. If anything you’ve made this life all the more better. I love you Y/N and I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to have a baby with my girlfriend.”

You laughed, a tear trailing down your cheek. “I want to be your girlfriend too.”

Jack quickly engulfed you in a hug, his lip finding yours in sweet and slow kiss. “Even better than I remember.”

You laughed, “We really did this very backwards.”

“I wouldn’t change a thing.”

40 WEEKS IN…

“Push Y/N!”

“AHHHHHHH, you think I’m not trying? This shit hurts!” You screamed.

Jack held onto your hand tightly, letting you squeeze as hard as you needed to, “You got this baby just breathe and then push.”

You nodded, “One… Two… Three.. Push!”

You could not even describe how painful this was, pushing a baby out is not for the weak and you were seriously deciding if you even wanted another baby.

“I see the head mama, one more big push c’mon!” The doctor yelled.

You looked over at Jack who looked like he was about to pass out, but he was holding it together for the both of you. He nodded at you, “You got this baby. C’mon I’m right here.”

“Fuck.” You mumbled, “Okay let’s do this.”

“One…Two… Three… Push!”

“AAAAAHHHHHHH!”

“Waaah-Waaah!” The sounds of a baby crying cut through your screams.

“Oh my god, you did so well Mama!” The doctor lifted the baby up for both of you to see, “It’s a healthy baby girl.”

You lazily smiled, “Love.”

Jack had tears in his eyes as he cut the umbilical cord, staring at his baby who in fact did have a full head of hair. His baby girl, that he made with his favorite person in the world. “Love Harlow.”

After getting the baby cleaned up the nurses handed the baby back to you, letting it lay on your chest. “I can’t believe we made her.” You cried.

“Me neither, she’s so perfect.” Jack looked at Love with well, love. “You did so well baby, the best mom.”

You laughed, “She looks like you.”

Jack nodded, “Baby Harlow.”

“For sure.” You agreed.

“I love you.” You looked up at him.

“I love you more.” He placed a kiss on your lips. “I guess what happens in Vegas doesn’t really stay in Vegas huh?”

You laughed, “No it certainly does not.”

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